Overlooking the still horizon of the city, I caught the twinkling light of an airplane in the night sky. We could see the city from the window, almost all of it. It had grown so much so fast in the past few years, and it’s still growing. Unfortunate to see how it lost its charm, perhaps the mayor should’ve planned better–it’s not just about the shopping malls and enormous clocks in the roundabouts.
The city was sparkling in orange, yellow, green and red neon lights. And some blues too. We had wondered where the airport was when we first watched the view from this window, tried to find it by the spots we knew, or the buildings we could recognize from the distance, the north and the south, and where the sun would set. The answer was way simpler than that. We just should’ve followed an airplane.